Lyrics:
together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft
the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's
about us
I'm seein' it clearer, hatin' the picture in the mirror
They claim we inferior, so why the fuck these devils fear ya?
I'm watchin' my nation
hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some
and umm, kicks 'pon the dome
I'm kicking, on the regular I puts masses in motions
Shit'll split your mind open like a canteloupe then
The Roots
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
fuckin tricks"
Stricktly when I'm killin them
Man, I be drillin that
Bag on the floor, legs where the ceeling at
When I'm in my room, you betta knock
You
you talking to
At 2 in the morning, girl?
I swear I'm with my side bitch baby
'Cause I ain't got time for your main tricks
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Newports cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat
world we would all be rich
Hating on me I'll dissolve your clique
Two tone Rolex on my wrist
In a battlefield I'm a soldier, trick
Life is what you make
10 with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me, black
Or you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac
I'ma
them rats know, "Mama, I want to sin'
But mama I want to trick, and mama I'm suckin' dick now"
We movin' on up in the world like elevators
Me
fall in rut
I'm not smokin' no dutch, yeah i'm smoking swishers
I got this drip on me clutched up I keep my hitters
I'm off the monster
Earnhardt, get
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
baby this our fuckin job
(Ross) i can meet her today
(today) , be in love by tonight (night)
You can bet by tomorrow
(morrow) , she'll be traffickin
somethin' (she gon' take somethin')
Yeah, uh-huh
Get you in the spot, she gave that dome dome (she gave that dome dome)
Yeah, doorbell ringin', I'm like
that I'm a toy?
To be played with by every boy?
Well, they're wrong to think I
Will be caught by the wink of an eye
My mama didn't lie
(Mama
My mind playing tricks controlled by these racist
A prisoner in a systematic matrix
My mind playing tricks controlled by these racist
A prisoner in
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Then they wonder why niggas die
Put your family in danger just to get high
Now, what the hell can we get from jail?
More tricks for the crime rate,
More deception? More violence?
That's right, that's right, keep walking this way!
You can't win her love by making her your prisoner!
I'm here
This is the one situation
I wanted most to avoid
Nothing I say will convince him
This isn't a trick.
A drink on clear moonlit night
I relax,
Zee
Drip
Money
Gucci
Zay
Evil Genius
Yeah
(Zaytoven)
Time flies by when you really gettin' money (money)
Nigga tryna keep up with me,
that I'm a toy?
To be played with by every boy?
Well, they're wrong to think I
Will be caught by the wink of an eye
My mama didn't lie
(Mama
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